After more than a year in Beijing, his complexion has not become fair.
Xu is because the successive examinations of the hall have consumed energy, and the whole person has lost a lot of weight, but it is sharp.
The sideburns are like a knife cut, and the bridge of the nose is high.
The curve of the jaw is angular, and the ink-like eyes are dark and deep.
His right hand gently pulled the reins of the horse, and his straight and loose posture exuded a strong confidence.
He was clearly in the center of the most prosperous city, and all the cheers rushed towards him, and he was wearing the most festive colors in the world.
The four joys of life, when the gold list is titled.
He should be proud, frivolous, even presumptuous, or empty-sighted.
However, Fang Jinshu saw restraint, self-reflection, and self-restraint in him.
What kind of person is this?
He's a mystery.
Not only now, but even in his previous life, his remarkable rise speed, his controversial reputation, and all kinds of slander and rumors of impeachment are riddled with him, but he is still immovable.
After the reign of Emperor Qinglong, Quan Moxian sat firmly in the position of the secretary of the criminal department.
Later, Emperor Yanping succeeded to the throne, and he became a hot minister, the knife in the emperor's hand, and the traitor in the mouth of the ministers.
In her previous life, the year she vomited blood and died was the sixth year of Yanping.
I don't know how far the embattled road of pure ministers that Quan Moxian chose can go and what the end will be.
Thinking of this, Fang Jinshu had to think of the past that she had not dared to think about for a long time, and the familiar heartbreaking, suffocating coldness hit her heart again.
These made her eyes sink in, looking at Quan Moxian's eyes shining with a dark and unknown light, with indifference, hatred, and a trace of regret that she might not know herself.
Quan Moxian's thin lips hooked slightly, and he gently bowed his head to the enthusiastic crowd.
He knew very well that this moment was not the pinnacle of his life.
After fading the brilliance of the champion, what awaits him will be a single-plank bridge over the abyss, and he will be crushed if he is not careful.
There was a mysterious aura in his handsomeness, and his smile made people more and more crazy, and countless ribbons, sachets, and purses of love were thrown towards him like raindrops.
I heard someone shouting frantically: "Oh my God!
Is this the champion?
How do I feel that I am three points more handsome than Tanhualang?
” In all fairness, Quan Moxian's appearance is not as good as Tanhualang Qin Shuxi.
Qin Shuxi is in the year of dancing elephants, and he was born with a delicate and innocent, weak and moving nature.
His lips are as beautiful as cherry blossoms, and his skin is as delicate as porcelain, and anyone who has seen him, both men and women, will be conquered by his beauty.
He is the second son of the right family of the Hubu Shangshu, because there are good men in Beijing, the Qin family has always hidden him quite tightly, and rarely appears in front of people.
The enlightenment was taught by Qin Youcheng himself, and he never went out to study, so he invited a teacher to teach at home.
Speaking of which, this is the first time he has appeared in the capital publicly.
He can explore flowers in high school at such an age, he can be called a young handsome, how can he not receive the glory of crossing the horse and parade the street given by the emperor?
He and Quan Moxian's temperament is completely different.
If Quan Moxian is a bamboo cultivator who has gone through wind and rain, he is a narcissus who has been carefully cared for.
Fragile and pitiful.
These two very different temperaments have won different fans.
Immediately, someone shouted: "What are you talking about?!"
Have your eyes grown to the sky?
I didn't see our family Tanhualang, this is called Jun. ” "Tut, what do you mean by your Tanhualang, dare to love is yours?"
"Who's more handsome, does this need to be compared?
The emperor has a royal pen to order the prince of Su Xi, and he still needs to argue?
” "That's the champion of learning, it's too good!
I think that this is the kind of manhood.
You see, that bearing, that posture, where can Tanhua compare?
As soon as this sentence came out, it was as if a drop of water had splashed into the oil pot, and the crowd was noisy and noisy.
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However, what people appreciate nowadays is more of a weak and amorous young man like Qin Shuxi.
To them, no matter how handsome Quan Moxian is, his bronze complexion is much inferior.
Gradually, because of the small number of people, the people who supported Quan Moxian gradually fell into disadvantage.
He rode on his horse and followed the drum team in front of him, oblivious to what was happening around him.
This kind of temporary scenery is like a castle in the air, easy to wake up and fragile, how can he care.
These cheers came for him, but there was no wave in his heart.
He took control of the reins and walked slowly forward.
Suddenly, he had an unusual sense.
It was an instinct for danger that made his hair rise suddenly.
Quan Moxian was shocked, on such an occasion, where does the danger come from?
He lowered his eyes silently and quickly swept around the crowd, no, not here.
Raising his eyes slightly, he looked at the second floor on both sides of the street, and there were many people here.
At a glance, he saw a face he was familiar with, the four girls of the Fang family.
At this moment, he seemed to be back in the carriage, feeling the unprovoked hostility in her eyes.
Moreover, how could she have such a complicated gaze?
This kind of illusion is not the first time he has felt it on Fang Jinshu.
In the blink of an eye, the little girl in front of me was still the bright-eyed girl.
She hadn't seen her for a while, and from a distance, she looked like a big girl.
The feeling of danger was fleeting, and he could never be seen again.
He simply didn't think about it anymore, and after nodding at the Fang family, he continued to slowly ride his horse forward.
Fang Jinshu retracted his gaze and slowly exhaled.
Where did this man get such sharp intuition?
Just now, she was in a state of turmoil, and she didn't control her emotions.
But from so far away, he could also feel it, and it could only be attributed to the beast's intuition.
He, a scholar, is much more intuitive than those who practice martial arts.
After the three people of the first class passed, the top ten jinshi of the second class were behind.
Fang Ziquan saw one of them, Si Qiliang, shouted at him, and waved his arms.
Si Qiliang looked up and saw the familiar faces of several people, a big smile appeared on his lips, and he waved at them.
At such a moment, it is undoubtedly a joy to have relatives to congratulate him.
The results of the palace examination were good, so that he was finally relieved and worthy of the expectations of his father's family.
The route of the champion parade is formulated by the Ministry of Rites.
Starting from Tianjin Bridge, turn to Yongan Street through Dingdingmen Street, and then return to Tianjin Bridge from Tongfu Street, go straight to Duanmen, and thank the emperor for the Qionglin banquet.
They have stepped into the officialdom with one foot, and today is the closest time to the emperor.
After that, they have different fates, and some may never see the sky again in their lives.
The palace gardens are particularly beautiful at night, with the scent of flowers blowing in the breeze.
The maids under the lamp are like jade, the scenery is like a dream, the female music plays the elegant music, and the dancers dance.